All pilot wives know that it is the Rule is that when crap hits the fan it is
always when the pilot is gone. Right ladies? Let’s take a look at my day today
shall we?
At midnight because that is technically when the day began I
was happily sitting in my bed reading a book that was so suspenseful that I
just could not put it down. By one am I decided
that I really need to get some sleep before the little guy gets up and wants to
start his day.
My blissful sleep was interrupted by a whining dog at three
am who wanted to go potty. All right at least he woke me up so we are still
doing good. Four am another nudge from Mr. Jitters who just can’t wait even
though he went an hour before. So out we go.
Seven thirty am my eye is being forcefully pried open by the
fingers of a three year old. I smile and then I think: "Man that poor dog has
some gas". I wish! This is where the poo started to roll down hill. Mr. Jitters decided
that waking me up was a pain in the ass so he was going to use the guest room
as his place to relieve himself. The dog is 10 he knows better. So I start my
day by picking up poo and cleaning rugs with my steam cleaner. Yey!
Ten thirty I am on my way to the library for story time and
all is going well. Upstairs rugs are steam cleaned and the house is picked up,
so we are doing good. Story times is fun we get some new books and DVD’s then
off to return some stuff at Toys R Us. So far so good, bank and back home.
I am a little annoyed because I really wanted to walk but it
is raining and it’s cold so there is now way I can hit the trails. Let’s try to
be positive it’s not that bad even though it is raining and foggy and yucky and
cold. I usually like a rainy day … today not so much.
Upon pulling into the driveway my car makes a grinding
noise. Ugh REALY! Realy realy realy! So I try to reproduce the noise … being
the wife of a pilot we always try to reproduce the problem because I know that I
will be answering ten thousand question about the noise and where it came from
and what is sounds like because you know he is not coming home for two more
days and he will want to diagnose over the phone so he knows what he is up
against. Well I hope that it will not be there but sure enough the car is grinding
and now I figure out that it is most likely my clutch. Yey at least $700.00.
Fabulous just what I wanted this month a new clutch … how did you know.
After venting to my girlfriend and brother I decided to wash
my floors. Since the upstairs is so nice and clean might as well get on my
hands and knees and get the rest of the house clean and get my frustration out.
So I clean and I let my son help, he only pours a gallon of water onto the
floor which I have to clean up but I am already cleaning so what’s the
difference. In addition to cleaning an pouring water everywhere he keeps arguing
with me and screaming – cleaning therapy … no success. And this is how I have
the cleanest floors and I only feel a little bit like screaming. I see a glass
of wine in my future.
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